Nonsensical blabberings #1287
Read about the suicide bomber from David's blog.
Really, if Allah was God, and he did bless that poor soul who got blew up his balls just to get a place in heaven, and he really did give him 74 well-endowed virgins to play with...... where could he find the time to erm, satisfy them? Unless he's been marathon running or something I don't think he can please all 74 of them. His poor little heart, which already gave out once when it got blown into pieces, will give out once again from all that movement. And if the soul does not have a heart, does it pack a pecker?
Sorry for rambling. Sex is over-rated though.
Gotta go. Gonna pretend that this smooth rock paperweight in my hand is a really sharp knife and I'm going to try to slash my wrist to ribbons.
enervate, exit highland.
Detoxification
I'm think I have to stop writing stupid stuff now. All those so-called dark stuff and oh-so-sensitive stuff. No more. I will stop here. Go on a cold turkey or something. Yeah, I think thats what I'll do.
*Cheers from the multitude*
Yeah I know. Glad to be of some use to the public then. I'm sorry to have annoyed you all. I'll stop writing all those stupid stuff because I can't write for nuts. I think I will just give day-to-day commentary about how was my day in school how's my life now and all that. Yeah I think I'll just do that. No use trying to 'feel' so much anyway.
Seeya.
enervate, exit highland.
Realm of Influence
Find your Realm of Influence at SailorOrion.com
Erm...... what's this supposed to mean?
enervate, exit highland.
Love. Peace. Empathy.
Love
Broken shards, bloodied, drowning in the flow
Infatuation seeps, enervating my soul
Problems solved with the blade
As my eyes go from black to dead
I set out blazing new trails of disdain
Of you, on my shallow skin, canvas with paint
I want to feel your touch, desensitising me
Snap of the synapse, enchanting me
I'm sorry, I'm kept in my catatonia
This is my solace, fair inamorata
Red and blue, desire written encrypted
And it is cold, deeply, injected.
Peace
The voice told me to hold on, never letting go
As I held on to the swing, never letting go
The icy gale gnawing at rosy cheeks, biting at my digits
But still I hung on with mighty perserverance, never quits
Pain transients; numbness prevails
A greater cause this stupidity entails
But the voice changed as I swung on and on
"Who'll miss you when you are gone?"
The swing deteroirated; my mood did swing
Chains rusted bleeding stains on my skin
Return to the dust, my fingers exonerate
Struck the dust, my fingers blue and dead.
Empathy
Can you feel me now?
When you close your eyes I'll be there
When you open your eyes you'll stare
Hard, and gaze upon the world
As I do, with contempt, your fury will unfurl
You'll no longer be tethered with the chain
Join me now as we conjure the hell; we'll reign
As heroes in hell, for it is better to reign in
Hell than to serve in heaven. Breathe in
Deeply, taste the sweet tinge of blasphemy
And hear my voice serenading; numbing and killing until you give in to me
So, can you feel me now?
enervate, exit highland.
True Evil
Yeah..... i'm not so bad after all I guess...... once again, they tell me I'm gothic. Sheesh.
enervate, exit highland.
Evil
Am I that evil? Leviathan? Yes you are. No I'm not! It says right here that you are one. But I'm not! I'm never that evil! Maybe a little, but not that much! You do, you speak to every psycho's mind, screwing them up. Never! I have never done that! If I did I would quit school and kill David Blaine. Whoops. Ah Hah! There you have it. Evil manifest, you are! I'm not I'm not! I'm not the nemesis! Stop these accusations on me! Yes you are. If you can have evil thoughts in the space of a few words then I believe if you put your mind to it then you will be everyone's destruction. I'm what? Stop this madness! I hate talking to you! You speak nothing but blasphemy! I never talked to you. You did. I did? Yes you are talking to him right now. Or you can say that you are talking to you right now. What? Yes. Don't you find this voice familiar? I... come to think of it, it does. It sounds... like... mine! It is.
Damn. Must be the vodka.
enervate, exit highland.
Deathkiddy
YARRRRRGH!! DIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIE!!! *STAB* *STAB* *STAB* *STAB* *STAB*
enervate, exit highland.
Left Behind
I've known faces that have disappeared in time
Find me wrapped in glass and slowly soaked in lime
All my friends have pictures made to make you cry
I've seen this and wondered what I've done to calcify
I ignore you
As I close my eyes I feel it all slipping away
I come toward you
We all got left behind, we let it all slip away
I can't stand to see your thalidomide robot face
Don't even try it! You had to be a liar just to
infiltrate me - I'm still drawing
I ignore you
As I close my eyes, I feel it all slipping away
I come toward you
We all got left behind, we let it all slip away
...Take...this...away...
I can feel it on my mouth
I can taste you on my fingers
I can hear you like the holy ghost
And kill you if you get to close
enervate, exit highland.